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Im a daughters who never
Says anything to her family.

Who is never asked whether my heart is  okay or not.

Even tho i want to tell everyone many things abt my hard days and still there are many things in my heart.

I heal my own wounds, I fight my insomnia, every night is filled with taers and overthinking.

But when the morning comes,
I fake my smile and laughter :/
kris Mar 21
You try your best, you really do-
To be the friend anyone can run to.
But, it seems you are just a spare,
And no one is there to care.
When you are in a friend group, people have the tendency to leave you out and that is the worst feeling.  They will only go to you when they have something to cry about and then just leave.
ky Jul 2023
I don't make out on the first date.
I don't ditch my friends for a guy.
And I definitely don't settle
for being someone's second choice.

I'm hard-to-get,
but once you've got me,
I'm all in.
ky Jul 2023
Never go through
with being someone's
second choice
because for you to be second,
there had to have been a first.

And that first will always be out there,
somewhere.
Konner Jun 2020
“i’ll always choose him”
her voice rolled like thunder
the words struck me like lightning
the raindrops falling down my face
as i watch the wind carry my love away.
it becomes too much to bare
i become a storm cellar, attempting to lock my emotions away.
but the storm is too much,
my love for her consumes me like a surfer in the middle of a hurricane.
i don’t know how to control it.
like the waves my mind is slowly crashing
i’m scared, lost, and confused.
i’m in the middle of nowhere, yet i still scream for help.
somehow i see her and we lock eyes.
she becomes a tornado as she wraps me up,
only to leave me worse then when she found me.
for some reason i can’t convince myself to leave her.  
i hold on to the fact that after every storm there’s still a rainbow.
i just wonder if it’ll be you.
lia jay May 2018
how come, you must rub it in my face.
about how happy you are with him.
the man I love.
you stole him.
gone.
and you feel the need to brag.
why?
how come, you get pleasure..
from making me feel small.
unwanted.
being second choice hurts enough,
without your words.
please.
go.
D A W N May 2018
tell me you don't need me
that way
i wont have second thoughts
on banging on your door
just to make sure
you're okay
wrote this back in august about someone dear
Lexi Oct 2017
She picked herself up and built her walls higher than ever before. But she added a door. A door that will either save her or **** her. Her heart is scared to trust but her gut is to confused to say anything. She is terrified but Inlove.
I don't even know what this is but its what I'm feeling soooo idk..
Fiona Trancy Jan 2017
You wore your top hat with authority
And glimmered like her priority
My madness slipped away in a dream
Similar to the hare's self esteem
You could make anything with that voice
The elegance was no longer my choice
As crowds near
Proposing nothing if not fear
You held out the rose for her
My flooded lungs became a blur
I'd carry the rabbit
Rid the torturous habit
Yet you chose to stay comfy in her web
I don't doubt how frail I'll be this Feb
The thorns could be seen from quite great length
I knew I was torn from malice and lacked the strength
Though your charm proved to cause such a fright
I wouldn't avoid your deathly bite
You'd despise me had you knew
Yet that only sprinkled my eyes a pretty black and blue
True, the cards may have fell in her favor
I just hope I don't make you regret that white rose you gave her
Erin Nicole Jan 2017
The fat friend
The ugly sister
The dumb classmate
The second choice
That depressed girl
The hated child
The *****
The ugly duckling
The girl that will
never be good enough..
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